In my dream
I killed a girl
swimming in her gray school dress
sloppy pigtailed
hair haloed with lost strands
blind to the ribbons and their strict performance
she was not interested in living
or so it seemed
Maybe she was just sad
Anyway, I killed her
I chopped off her head and hid the body
Isn't that fucking horrific?
I started running up and down the stairs
between my guilt and freedom
between here and there
never learning my lesson
how could I murder
even if she was a sullen brat
when she came for revenge
she wasn't young or sad or mad
She was frail and old and smiling
in a yellow dress
still swimming between the fabric and the universe
her thick white curls
remembering heaven
I wanted to rest my head there
But I couldn't let her touch me
the burning would never cease!
I woke up stuck in fear
Now I wonder. would it?
would anything last forever.
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